Sacrificed To The Triplet Alpha Kings

Lilith’s eyes darted between the three of them, trying to understand what she was seeing. The barely contained violence in their stances. The feral intensity in their eyes. The way Lucian’s hands were clenched into fists at his sides.

”The drive was longer than expected,” she said quietly. ”Marcus...”

Sebastian stood.

He moved like liquid violence....smooth, controlled, purposeful. He crossed the office in three strides, and when he reached her, he didn’t wait for Nicholas to respond. Didn’t bother with the interrogation his brother had started.

”Why are you asking all these unnecessary questions right now?” Sebastian said to Nicholas, his eyes never leaving Lilith’s face. ”She should be using her mouth for something else.”

Before she could process what he meant, his hand came up to her face. He cupped her chin roughly, tilted her head back, and kissed her.

It wasn’t a kiss like the ones she’d experienced before. It was consumption. It was a claiming. His mouth was brutal against hers, and she made a small sound of surprise that he swallowed. He pulled her tight against his body, his free hand gripping the back of her neck, and he deepened the kiss until her knees went weak.

A growl rumbled from his chest.

The sound was feral. Animal. And not quite human.

He pulled back just far enough to breathe, and his hand moved to cup her breasts through her dress. He squeezed them tightly, making her gasp into his mouth, and he used that opportunity to drive his tongue deeper. His other hand came up to unbutton her dress with rough, impatient movements.

The buttons scattered.

He yanked the dress off her shoulders, exposing her bra, and his mouth left hers only long enough to close around one breast through the fabric. He sucked hard, and Lilith gasped, her hands coming up to grip his shoulders.

”Off,” he commanded against her skin.

She fumbled with the clasp of her bra, and he grew impatient. He simply ripped it....the sound of tearing fabric filling the office, and her breasts spilled free. He cupped them with both hands, rolling her nipples between his fingers, watching her face as pleasure and confusion warred in her expression.

Then his mouth came down on one nipple, and he began to suck.

It was aggressive. Possessive. Like he was trying to draw something from her that went deeper than the physical. His teeth grazed the sensitive peak, and she made a sound that was somewhere between a whimper and a moan.

His hand moved down her body while his mouth stayed on her breast. He unbuttoned her trousers with one hand, yanked them down her hips and thighs. She kicked out of them awkwardly, and he wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting her effortlessly.

He guided her backward without his mouth ever leaving her breast.

The edge of Nicholas’s desk came into contact with her back, and Sebastian laid her back on it. The wood was cool against her skin. The position was vulnerable, her legs hanging over the edge, her body completely exposed.

His mouth moved to her other breast, and he attacked it with the same intensity. She was breathing hard now, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk, her body responding to him despite the fear that was still present in her eyes.

His hand moved between her legs.

Three fingers....thick, insistent....pushed inside her. She was already wet, her body betraying her even as her mind struggled to process what was happening. He began to fuck her with his fingers, rough and fast, while his mouth continued to work her breast.

Then he pulled back.

He looked at her face, pleasure and fear and confusion painted across it in equal measure....and he smiled. It was a predatory smile. A smile that held no mercy.

Then he dropped his mouth between her legs.

He licked her pussy from beginning to end, a long, deliberate stroke of his tongue, and then he sealed his lips around her clit and sucked. Hard. Relentlessly. His fingers never stopped moving inside her, and she was gasping his name, her hips pushing against his mouth involuntarily.

But he pulled away before she could come.

He stood up and looked at her with burning eyes. His cock was straining against his trousers, visible and enormous and promising nothing but pain. He pulled it free, and it sprang upright, flushed and leaking.

He stroked himself once. Twice. Three times.

”Look at me,” he commanded.

She did.

Their eyes met, and in that moment, she understood what was about to happen. What the brothers had been waiting for. What their feral expressions meant.

He spread her legs wider with his hands.

And slammed inside her.

The sound that came out of Lilith’s mouth was primal. It was a scream, but not just a scream of pain....though there was pain. Her body was stretched to accommodate him, and he was going deep, touching her womb on the first thrust.

”Oh god, oh god, Alpha Sebastian....”

He didn’t slow down.

He started fucking her like a feral animal, hard and fast and completely without mercy. The desk beneath her began to creak with the force of his thrusts. The sound of his balls slamming against her pussy filled the office, wet and obscene and absolutely relentless.

She was screaming.

”It hurts, Alpha Sebastian, it hurts, please....”

He bent down and took her nipple into his mouth again, sucking hard as he continued to pound into her. His free hand gripped her hip, holding her in place, using her body for his pleasure.

”Yes,” he growled against her breast. ”It’s supposed to hurt. You’re supposed to feel every second of this. You’re supposed to remember that you belong to us.”

He pulled back and changed position.

He lifted her up, his cock still inside her, and turned her so her back was against his chest. Her legs were spread wide, completely exposed, completely vulnerable. From where Nicholas and Lucian sat, they could see everything....his cock driving into her, her pussy swollen and red and taking him.

”Watch her,” Sebastian said to his brothers. ”Watch the way she’s taking me.”